When we first met our daughter Lilly, in a hotel room somewhere in the middle of China, one of the things that fascinated me the most was the way she moved her hands.
She didn’t use a pacifier; instead, she sucked the third and fourth fingers on her left hand. She soothed herself in this way, and when she slept, fingers in mouth, her hands intertwined and moved back and forth in a way that almost seemed like graceful choreography.
I didn’t intend for 2020 to become the Year of Trying Things I’ve Always Been Afraid to Try Before. But apparently, it has become just that. (Among other things, which we will forgo discussing in this post.)
I used to run on the treadmill four times a week. I was pretty proud of myself for it too, although I’d be the first to admit that I was mostly motivated by my desire for endorphins and my love of dessert. Running on the treadmill has its physical and …
It’s kind of hard for me to believe, but last week, the sixth anniversary of this little online space quietly slipped by. Honestly, it sometimes feels like I’ve only been at this for one or two years. Reality hits, though, when I notice that one of the “Related” links at …
I cast my first vote in a presidential election on my 18th birthday. The year was 1988. I went to the city hall in my little town after school and filled out my ballot. It was a rite of passage I’ve never forgotten.
We have let go of so many things this year. I started to make a list, but then I stopped. You have your own list; you don’t need to see mine. The point is, nearly every single activity or event that we thought might happen since mid March has either not …